Well of course I will blog about it

Hello, iPad (which apparently brings out a round of menstruation jokes but to me it just sounds like iPod with no diction).

I feel like I should get one, but whatever the hell for?

#Images are from Apple.

Meet Lorenzo

This late night random post is brought to you by Lorenzo von Matterhorn, my Krups coffeemaker.

And by Rio Mori, my unibody Macbook, Miss Universe 2007 (That would make my previous Macbook either Kurara Chibana, Miss Japan 2006, or Zuleyka Rivera, Miss Universe 2006). My Magic Mouse is Michael Joe because my childhood dictates that Michael Joe and Rio be inseparable. One day my Magic Mouse will get shot but he will survive thanks to a special amulet given to him by the Macbook.

Random picture, just because:

Me, PMS-ing somewhere in Legaspi, Albay after being forced to climb yet another mountain. Of course the next day I saw a whale shark so mountain schmountain.


I've been narcoleptic the entire week and it's just nuts. I don't know what it is about the office that leaves me completely drained by the end of the day. I know I always say I'm stressed but in Japan it was never like this; it was almost "good stress" if there is such a thing - I'm completely exhausted but I do get that buzz from having accomplished quite a number of tasks. Here I'm dead tired and yet I'm extremely unproductive. But I'm sure I'll get the hang of it soon. Besides, our project is pretty damn cool. Or at least the members are. OK, that's a lie, they're all retarded. But seriously, it's fun.

My brat of a brother on not knowing the answers to exam questions:
Hindi ako nanghuhula, nira-random ko.
Smart ass.

My balikbayan boxes are here! The first one arrived on time, and the second is ahead of schedule! The latter is still in the province, though, so I have to go home this weekend to get my stuff. My mother is appalled by the amount of junk I managed to collect ("everything in there is yours!?!"). And to be honest, so am I. My goal for this year is to de-clutter. Seriously. Note that shoes and bags and clothes and gadgets do not constitute clutter.

The "house" my mother forced me to buy has now been transformed into a "farm". Apparently my brothers like to camp out there (like they put up tents, the works). It now houses two dogs, a couple of ducks, and two turkeys which will be devoured someday. And my mother has been planting here and there; I think there's eggplant and tomatoes and other shrubs I don't recognize. And the adjacent lot has a mango and sampaloc tree whose branches lean over the fence, and you know the rules - if the fruit falls on your backyard it's yours. The owners (or at least the owners of the tree trunk) don't mind though.

2009 was a year of self-indulgence. 2010 is for self-improvement. 2009 was a year of escape (and freedom?). 2010 is for finding the right direction.

P.S. I fell asleep while typing this. Anobuzz.

2010 is Complete

Because I have just finished swimming with a real live adult whale shark. Cutest cutest cutest thing ever. Never mind that it's as big as a bus.

Oh, and we have a video.

Taken using Tin's Powershot D10, which I strongly suggest you get if you plan to do the same thing. And if you can afford to, get it in Japan so you get all the accessories including the changeable face plates.

If you listen closely you can hear me squealing. Or gurgling because that's what squealing sounds like when done underwater.

I have no idea where my fascination with sharks started but I do remember the shark parts being the most mutilated amongst all the pages of our encyclopedias (yes, I lived in the time when encyclopedias were printed out instead of burned into CD-ROMs). So naturally I'd want to see a whale shark up close and personal, seeing as it's the only shark I would want to be up close and personal with. However, having watched Jaws and a couple of its sequels I have also developed extreme paranoia when I'm in the water. When we were "snorkeling" in Palawan (in quotes because we were wearing life jackets) I never moved more than a meter from the dock, and any shadow of a large fish would trigger panic attacks and would have me paddling like crazy back to the dock (and it took me years to traverse that one meter what with all the screaming and splashing around).

So I never would have imagined that, without the slightest bit of hesitation, I would jump into the open water God knows how deep from a boat that is still moving with only a flimsy life vest to save my ass. But we have been waiting for six hours (it was a cloudy day which wasn't ideal for whale shark watching) and I was so scared that I wouldn't get to see the whale shark after all the trouble I went through that when the kuya said "jump", I did just that. And when the kuya said "look down", what I saw, words could not describe. I have seen whale sharks in the aquarium in Osaka (Kaiyukan, where I bought Kai, my whale shark stuffed toy) before but the experience has absolutely nothing on seeing a whale shark where it's actually supposed to be.

Now I can tick off one giant box in the list of undersea creatures I would like to see:
(No dolphins because I think they're overrated)

[x] Whale shark (face-to-face) - Donsol, Sorsogon
[x] Whale shark (aquarium) - Osaka aquarium
[x] Manta ray (aquarium) - Osaka aquarium
[x] Beluga whale (aquarium) - Yokohama sea paradise
[x] Any shark (aquarium) - Yokohama sea paradise
[x] Hammerhead shark (aquarium) - Yokohama sea paradise/Tokyo Sea Life Park
[x] Nemo (face-to-face) - Palawan

Remaining items:
[ ] Great white shark (aquarium)
[ ] Killer whale (aquarium)
[ ] Manta ray (face-to-face)
[ ] Goblin shark (aquarium)
[ ] Hammerhead shark feeding (aquarium)
[ ] Beluga whale giving birth (aquarium)
[ ] Blue whale (aquarium??? or submarine hahaha)
[ ] Humpback whale breaching (in a ship or something)
[ ] Great white shark breaching
[ ] Brad Pitt in swimming trunks (def. face-to-face :p)


Worst day ever. I was on post-assignment leave which is two days off from work to take care of things that need to be taken care of upon return to the Philippines. For me that meant my hair, my eyes (am in need of new glasses), and my wardrobe.

1100h PST: HAIR
After spending hours trying to figure out whether I should get a perm or not, I decided to go with the same old boring haircut I've been sporting for the last hundred years. My rationale: there are far too many changes going on right now for me to be doing major changes elsewhere. That, and the fact that I am dying to cut my hair. And I also realized that I prefer straight hair over wavy hair just because it looks more... polished?

Anyway, I got my hair cut in Profiles salon which is just a couple of steps away from the apartment. The end result is a tad bit shorter than what I would have preferred but me likes it. And the salon is quiet and the staff aren't pushy and the tea they serve you tastes like the free tea they serve in restaurants in Japan which is nice.

1230h PST: EYES
FAIL. I went to The Optical Shop in TriNoMa to have my glasses made. I spent ten years trying to pick out the perfect frame, which was a bit over budget but I figured since I'll be wearing it everyday it's OK. Then I had my eyes checked, etc. etc. When all that is done and over with, they suddenly inform me that their technician is taking a day off so I'd have to wait for a day to get my glasses. What the hell. I told them I wanted my glasses right away, and if they had told me earlier then I wouldn't have wasted my time picking out a frame and having my eyes checked and all that. Their reply was, well, it was an unscheduled emergency leave, which to me is just one big lame-ass excuse as well as an attempt to gain sympathy points.

I'm usually a very nice customer, and I very rarely give attitude, but I hate it when all I get is excuses. I think that good customer service would be to admit that something went wrong and to propose how you could make up for it. I guess the reply I was expecting was "We're very sorry for not informing you earlier, and if you no longer wish to have your glasses made we fully understand." Instead, when I informed them I was canceling the transaction, they go "Ma'am namaaaaan, sayang naman po". Ugh.

Anyway, long story short, no glasses.

We had a sudden scheduled meeting so I reported to the office even if I was on post-assignment leave. I really didn't mind so much because I didn't want to miss the first meeting of the year. Big mistake. I should've just skipped the meeting because afterwards I'm terribly depressed. In a span of four days I went from excited to frustrated. In all honesty I was really really excited to go back home and work on my project. But now that I'm here I realized I don't know what I'm supposed to be doing, and I feel like instead of helping I'm upsetting the whole structure. Like I'm trying to be useful but maybe I'm not really necessary. And I'm also not sure if my one year stay in Japan did me any good, skill-wise, or did the project any good. I've always thought I'm doing pretty well in my job for the past four years, but looking back, I've never really done anything excellent.

Of course there's an 80% chance that this is all just PMS, so let's see how things turn out.

Thank God for Eastwood Mall, shopping buddies, and 50% discounts.

Yay Nay

Yay: Unexpected wonderful gifts.

My officemates handed me a Starbucks Promo card with sixteen stickers! I am now one peppermint mocha away from a Starbucks planner. Many many many many thanks.

And my first day of work is not so bad. Actually it was quite fun. And I went window shopping in the Eastwood mall after. But I didn't buy anything so hooray for my new and improved EQ.

Nay: Jollibee calling people fat.
It's a common practice for staff to write descriptions of people on the receipt so that it would be easier to locate them when their order is ready. Actually back in college I remember I kept a McDonald's receipt because it said "lady in pink."

Anyway, my cousin went to Jollibee Katipunan, and since he was buying dinner for eight people, he had to wait for a couple of minutes. When he got home I noticed there was something written on the receipt. It said: "mataba". Foul.


Farewell, 2009.
It's been great.

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Hello, 2010.
Please be nice.